Songs from the woods of Maine

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1894 Excerpt: ...ear, Like the trill of a robin's note, Or the murmur of growing things; On the frosty air it seems to float, Till it mounts on a snow-flake's wings. "'T is but the wind," they say, But my fancy I must keep; The Summer is pushing the snow away And talking in her sleep. A WINTER FANCY. HE Summer is fast asleep IF I KNEW WHERE. Vy HERE, darling! Where Is heaven? Oh! tell me, now that you are there. We asked the question but a year ago, And did not dream that you so soon would know. If I could know what hallowed part of space Is my immortal darling's dwelling-place, Life would be worth the living; I could bear My burden better, till I meet you there, If I knew where. Is heaven a star? The one that looks upon me now, so far Above the shadows? Do these beams that shine So clearly, come from your sweet home to mine? I should be happier, then, if you could be Within that radiance looking down on me, And I could know it; through the midnight air, Your joy, my darling, I could almost share, If I knew where. Is heaven here, My glorified? and are you hovering near To help me, guide me? Is it that we 're blind, And deaf, and dumb, that we can never find The heaven around us? Are you speaking now A language to me, that I know not how To hear or render? Close beside my chair, Unseen by me, are angels; here or there? Oh! tell me where? It cannot be. Nor earth nor star is heaven; it seems to me, Where " gates of gold " and " many mansions " rise, In God's illimitable space it lies. I will not ask you any more to tell The sacred spot, for, oh! I know too well You dare not do it. Up the shining stair Should I not hasten, or the curtain tear If I knew where? And yet, and yet, My darling, I do sometimes quite forget That we are parted; almost feel ...